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   “Goodbye Bully”

   A sad day in our household today, we had to say goodbye to our little furry friend. Only pet owners would understand.

   His name was Bullet, because he traveled all over the place at times while playing, at the speed of a bullet. Of course his nickname became Bully.

   A loyal friend for so many years, no matter what, so full of unconditional love.

   Everyone’s pet has so many special characteristics and Bully was unique with his.

   It was normal from time to time to wake up in the morning and find all the closet doors opened overnight.

   Many was the time while I was writing this very blog that Bully would hop up on my lap, and lay down placing his two paws on my arm to prevent me from typing or using the mouse.

   And no matter who was coming or what time, Bully was always running to the door to say hello.

There are many more, the list could be long, but the one I will leave with is pretty neat to say the least. Most people say cats don’t understand or won’t do anything. I must say my wife when she was with us, taught him this one somehow. She would say: “Where is my little cat?” Bully would appear in seconds every single time.

After her passing, he would answer me by showing his presence if I said, “Where is my little cat?” But he wouldn’t for anyone else.

Bully lived a good life with us for many years, and we certainly had a good and rewarding life with him.

I am sure I will hear those words silently and often, for the rest of my years. “Where is my little cat?” And in my mind he will come running.

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